My heart skipped a beat, and I heard Han Zitong say, "No, the Yan family sent a few people to follow us. Fortunately, our people were alert and they were not followed by them, otherwise they would not be as smooth as they do now."

After she finished speaking, the room became quiet.

Pei Yuanxiu didn't speak immediately. I don't know if it was because of something or because of weakness, but Han Zitong was obviously much more nervous. She said softly: "What's wrong with you? Is there anything wrong with you?"

“…”

My heart skipped a beat.

As soon as she finished speaking, I walked over.

My footsteps were not deliberately controlled, and they were particularly eye-catching in such a narrow and deep corridor. The sound in the room immediately became quiet. When I walked over, I saw Pei Yuanxiu covered himself with a thin quilt and sitting on the head of the bed, his face pale and almost the same color as the quilt under him.

Han Zitong stood beside the bed, two or three steps away from him.

Unlike the bloodless person on the bed, her face turned slightly red, and even the tips of her ears hidden in her bun were red, as if there was a fire burning inside, but her surface was deliberately suppressed, and I don’t know if anyone noticed it.

Both of them turned around and looked at me.

I stood at the door and when I saw Pei Yuanxiu, my steps suddenly stopped.

This scene seemed to coincide with the scene in Jixiang Village many years ago. He was also so weak and weak, injured in his chest, wrapped in thick bandages, pale and bloodless lips, and unsightly eyes...

He was slightly stunned and looked up at me: "Light."

“…”

I couldn't speak for a moment, just stood at the door and looked at him blankly. A look of sadness and joy appeared on Pei Yuanxiu's face, as if he couldn't feel anything around him. He looked at me silently. After a while, he said, "You go out."

“…”

Han Zitong immediately understood that he was talking about himself. Suddenly, her cheeks and ear tips, which had just been red, suddenly faded away. She lowered her head and said nothing, then turned around and walked towards the door. When she walked past me, I tilted my shoulders slightly and let her go out.

The door was not closed, I just stood at the door, but I felt that all the sounds around me calmed down. Except for the tall figure at the door - naturally, it was the "Mr. Xie", and only the weak person in the room was left. When he looked up at me, his breath was a little heavy. I wonder if it was my illusion, but even the tight bandage on his chest added a little more dividend.

However, neither of them spoke immediately.

We looked at each other calmly for a while for a while, and I felt his eyes flashing, and I hesitated for a long time, but the two of us spoke at the same time—

"You won the bet?"

"Are you okay?"

I was stunned for a moment, and he was stunned for a moment, looking down at the wound on his chest. For some reason, I didn’t think his wound was hurting just now, but at this moment, I clearly saw a flash of pain in his eyes. He was silent for a moment and said, “I can’t see my winning or losing until the end.”

As he said that, he looked up at me again.

"My winning or losing is always in your hands."

"On my hands?"

I repeated this sentence, but for some reason I felt a little bitter in my tongue. I slowly raised my thin hand and looked at it. For some reason, the poem that I chanted on the ancient road outside the city when Bai resigned from the position of Taishi and left the capital-

I feel sorry for the great emperor's career, and I am pushing my hands into the tide of communication.

Is his winning or losing in my hands?

I smiled faintly: "I don't think I have such great ability."

He looked at me: "You are lying."

“…”

"You just don't want to use those abilities."

“…”

My heart trembled slightly, and I looked at him without a smile. The solemn look made people feel a heavy look, and I couldn't help but feel silent - where will my hand deliver his future and his wishes?

Just as my heart was getting messy, he asked softly: "Do you still hurt?"

“…”

I was stunned and looked up at him.

He looked a hundred times weaker than me, but he looked at me seriously: "I hurt you."

“…”

"Does it still hurt?"

"..." I looked at him silently, and after a while, I said lightly: "It doesn't hurt anymore. You hurt my sense of responsibility."

This sentence suffocated his breath, and I looked at him and said, "But I may not be able to grasp such a measure."

After saying this, I didn't look at him suddenly as if he was hit by someone's chest wound. The pain seemed to be so clear that it could reach people. I lowered my head, took a deep breath, and then turned around and walked out.

At the door, Mr. Xie stood quietly.

He didn't move, but I knew that he must be in full spirit in the room. As long as I had something to do and hurt the man on the bed, he would rush in without hesitation and get rid of me with one move.

I only looked at him and before I could say anything, I saw Han Zitong hurried over at the other end of the corridor.

Her face was a little panicked. When she walked over and saw me at the door, her eyebrows were furrowed together. I felt something was wrong and did not leave immediately. She did not talk to me and walked straight into the cabin, but she had already heard the sound of Pei Yuanxiu coughing from inside.

She hurriedly said, "What's wrong with you?!"

"Ahem, ahem..."

"What's wrong with you, Yuan Xiu? What did she do to you? Is she--"

Just as she was about to turn around to settle the score with me, Pei Yuanxiu was so coughing that he curled up in a ball, but he still barely raised his hand to wave it. Han Zitong looked at him like this and his eyes were red in an anxious mood.

Finally, he finally stopped coughing and leaned back to the head of the bed with a breath. I felt that I had been staying for too long. Mr. Xie kept looking at me, not talking, but urging me to leave quickly with his eyes.

So, just as I was about to leave, I heard Pei Yuanxiu's voice inside: "What's wrong with you?"

Yes, Pei Yuanxiu clearly asked her to leave just now. With her temperament, if Pei Yuanxiu didn't call her, she shouldn't have come back so soon and broke into his room directly.

My steps subconsciously stopped, and I heard Han Zitong hesitate for a moment, and then said, "You, your injury has not healed yet, don't worry, it's actually just a trivial matter."

"What happened?"
Chapter completed!